Sleep is good.
Sleep is great.
In my dreams,
My alarm did wake.
Eyes half closed
I slumber-wake.
Pull out of bed
-lets try getting dressed.
Too much
Too late
My body aches.
Look up-
Look back
The sky’s still black.
You dreamed of waking
And wake you did.
That time of day
That you so dread.
It spins around and numbs your head.
You toss over and snooze again.
The sound so loud you thought it real.
But don’t worry,
Don’t hate
You have hours till
that alarm is real.
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